I’ve just returned from a 4-day art soak in NYC – it was perfect and productive, and my consensus is that art is alive. While I would say that art seems most alive in the most venerable art institution, and some of the contemporary art galleries in Chelsea and the Bowery. There was a load of “meh” – especially in the major contemporary art “institutions”. Overall though, it felt more promising than other visits. Art is in transition: that is…

Perfumer Josh Meyer’s concoctions are the stuff of legend, Imaginary Author legends specifically. After reading about him, smelling his fragrances in some Portland boutiques, and learning we had mutual friends, I jumped at the opportunity to meet him. I have a long personal history with fragrance. As a child when my bedroom doubled as a guest bedroom for my grandmother on her visits, the smell of her skin creme (circa 1980s Lancôme) was so special to me I wouldn’t let…